The career of the “literary” has not been very different from the Brahmin’s protectionism of the mantra, an inheritance kept out of the reach of the non-Brahmin. One of the ways in which this has been done in the last hundred years is through anthologies that create — and reiterate — the idea and the habitat of the literary.
Lockdown verse, as the name suggests, is a series consisting of poems introspecting, examining and reflecting on the times we are living in. This week we have one poem each from Sumana Roy and Aditi Angiras.
The monsoon is the greatest show on the subcontinent. From the hilsa on our plate to the malhar on our lips, from the farmer aching for rain to the poets who find their muse. But first, how do you teach an infant the language of the rains?